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in your bossom fashion sleeps
to moarn for haedless jealous
heartless creeps
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For nothing is more true
than the lies you whispered by the sunrise
the lies that took away the colour
from the face of the moon
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glimpses of sad eternum
chasing your crumbling shadow
possessed by relations drawn
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as though you were one of the few
we`re interested with meanest of many
as good man make us look guilty and bad
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cry loud
cry louder even
pain will reach your vain
as soon
as your head will shut
your thought
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as you retrieve my soul out of your
rotting body 'but not too soon for you to know
as justice dwells only in my sicken mind
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you are
jilted
as there is really
nothing more
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nobody listens
nobody talks
nobody wanders
how is it
we got here so low
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and then when your lips
tend to close
then thousands of whispers
should be spawned
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one russian teenaged cleaner
picked up a used condom
with some sour smell of succes
and spilled down to the ground
a
drop
after
drop
after
drop
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the blood of my dad
that was spilled
long ago
cries loud down to
meet with the wealth
of these who him killed
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as though knowledge
is thy friend
long before your eyes would close
yours shadow will stand alone
as the reason for thanksgiving
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wasting your time
anticipating for cry
when it sorrows
it is just that way
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now its winter of my youth
now the sky is reddy
blushing for the sight of my truth
as the wisdom of your wealth
teaches bravory in my hell
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טוב תראו...
עם כלללללללללל
הכבוד שיש לי
לאיש האדום
והעובדה שהוא
אדום והכל.
אני פשוט חושבת
שיהיה הרבה יותר
הגייני לאתר אם
הוא יתחיל לצחצח
שיניים
זאת שנזכרה
פתאום ששיניים
לבנות. |
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